Detained.Depraved.Defiled (18+)

Chapter 7

Evie

Have you ever been in a situation that makes everything around you seemingly slow down? Well, that’s what fight, or flight brings, and, in my case, it gave me the perfect chance to slam my foot down on whoever was holding me’s foot and throw my elbow backwards into their face, so they’d let go of me. Once their hands were gone, I take off as fast as I can to the left, the silhouette is far enough away still that he won't be able to catch me, I hope.

Forcing my body to move faster, I trip over a tree root sticking up.

Fuck!

Trying to catch my footing, I only prolong my fall, moving several steps forward before falling flat on my face. This was not how this was supposed to go.

Before I can even get up to move, I have someone on my back pinning me down, ripping my duffle bag off and throwing it. They’re so heavy I can barely breathe and once again my fight or flight kicks in. I use their weight to my advantage, wiggling until I can turn myself around, getting leverage to flip them under me.

I sit straddling his chest, my hand around his throat. Staring down my face inches from his, I notice he is wearing a black raver style face mask on the lower half of his face. His blue eyes are so clear; they are piercing into my nonexistent soul.

“Caught you, little bunny.” His gruff voice comes through, his mask muffled. I can almost hear the smile on his face.

“Seems you’re about to lose me, Bane.” I mock back at him, balling my right fist up, c*****g my arm back to punch him in the temple.

Before I can swing, my arm is grabbed and pulled behind my back as well as my left arm, being trapped in one of his big hands. Damn it, I didn’t pin his stupid arms.

“My brothers might not touch you, but I surely will, little bunny.” He growls through that stupid mask on his stupid face.

“You, sure the f**k will NOT touch me, whoever is paying you sickos to catch me won't like that very much.” I snarl at his stupid face before rearing my head back to slam it into his. This is going to hurt like a b***h. Throwing my face forward to headbutt his stupid face, I am stopped short by my hair being yanked back and him flipping back on top of me.

I should have run after I flipped him and now, I’m back on the ground like an i***t.

“Oh, but he won’t mind if I show you how to show respect first.” He chuckles. “I can do it here or take you back and show you how back inside.”

This bastard, I’ll take neither.

I huffing, “OR you can let me the f**k go. Better yet you could just end all my misery and kill me now.” I begin to struggle under him once again, trying to get a little leeway to free myself again.

I let out a scream when I feel my hair ripping out of my scalp, damn it. Tears trickle down my face and this asshole wipes them away.

“Oh poor little bunny, I won’t hurt you unless you keep struggling. There are better ways to show you how to respect me like you should.” He presses what I can only think is his hard on against me.

“If you think I’ll respect you because of that, you have another thing coming, you’d get more respect with a gun to my head than with your hard c**k pressed against me. I don’t need that, I haven’t in my whole eighteen years. You’re never going to win my respect, you stupid pig!” I scream in his face at the top of my lungs as I choke back the bile in the throat.

It doesn’t take long for the other three to find us with how much screaming I've been doing. When the first one finds us, he’s wearing all black and what looks like night vision goggles, how did he not find me first?

The next is the blonde, I can see his hair shimmering in the moon light, he is also in all black, the third one shows up with the dog who almost gave me away before, wearing a purge mask.

Upon reaching us, Meteor barrels at me and ‘bane’ as I’ve dubbed him, knocking him off me, while Meteor stands towering over my body, growling a deep menacing growl at all four of them.

“Looks like Meteor has a new friend, how cute” The guy who showed up with him in a purge mask says, “Meteor enough.” He booms.

Meteor doesn’t move, he stays standing over me in a protective stance.

Worried that they’ll hurt the dog, I raise my hand up to pet him and let him know it’s okay. I’ll take whatever they want to do to me, because of this, but they won’t be hurting him.

“It’s okay pup, I’m okay.” I pet him and stroke his head reassuringly, sitting up. I get a huff in reaction from him, but he only moves to my side when he finally stops standing over me.

I can hear all four men talking about what just happened.

“She is far from submissive, fathers' information was very wrong, makes me want to break that spirit of hers in the best of ways.” Mr. Purge chuckles.

“Now you all understand why I chuckled during the meeting this morning. She was a stow away in my car, heading back from town. Little bunny here had planned to steal it.” The blonde laughs, “She has a fire in her that I don’t think anyone has seen in a long time.”

The guy in the Bane mask laughs, “You think? She managed to flip me on my back when I grabbed her, it was sexy, her straddling my chest and her hands on my neck.” he moans a little at the end of his sentence caressing his throat with his hand. Okay, they're talking about me like I'm not even here.

Black ops dude speaks up next, “I’ve never seen Meteor protect anyone that wasn’t us before, she’s got to be something special, let's hope he doesn’t turn against us.”

“Please don’t hurt the dog for his actions, it’s my fault. If you need to punish anyone, just punish me.” I say in a low tone. It's not fair to him to be punished for protecting me. They all laugh at me.

I didn’t know I was funny.

“We're not going to hurt him little bunny, but we will be talking about this when we get back to the house. Sage, grab her and hold her still while Dom ties her up, I’m not chasing her anymore tonight.” The blond instructs ‘Bane’ and Mr. Purge to man handle me.

Black ops dude grabs my discarded duffle bag and hands purge guys rope before they start to tie me up. Mr. Purge slides his mask off to see better, I guess. He must be really into ties because he isn’t just simply wrapping rope around my wrists, he’s tied all the way up to my elbows and half of my biceps, squeezing my shoulder blades together uncomfortably.

Once he is satisfied with them, he tugs on the ropes to tighten them, making a half whimper half moan escape my lips from the pain. He then moves onto tying my legs, when I start kicking.

“Stop! How am I supposed to walk?” I shouted.

“You aren’t! Now be a good little bunny or sage here is going to make it very hard for you to move.” Dom, I think his name was, responds to me in the deepest growl I’ve ever heard come from a human.

When he once again tries to tie my legs, I swiftly bring my knee up, hitting him square in the nose. With that, he looks over at the big Ol bad mister bane, and nods. Bane pushed me back to laying on to ground, wiggling, knock off bane slips both hands onto my upper thighs, way too close to my innocent kitty.

My eyes widen, and my struggle becomes more aggressive until his thumb presses down on an area that makes my whole body heat up.

What the f**k.

He added a little more pressure and rubbing in weird up and down but circular motions. The sensation causes a moan to rise in my throat and me to lose my breath.

Snickering, Mr. Purge starts to tie my legs together once again, he takes his time while his brother keeps me still by sending wave after wave of this intense sensation through my body. When he is done, the knock-off bane removes his hands and thumbs. I'm lying on the ground befuddled by what I just felt.

“You are far from submissive, I guess I’ll have to break this hitting streak of yours. The way I tied your arms will start hurting soon, let's see how long it takes before you decide to be nice and ask for help.” Mr. Purge says to me.

“I won’t ask you for your help, you plan on handing me over to do whatever that guy wants, I’d rather die here and now.” I spit back at him, literally spitting in his face which is inches from mine right now.

He smirks, licking his lips before lifting me up and tossing me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. How strong are these guys because I am far from a small girl, I am thick with a capital T. I wiggle to try and get loose, only for a hand to land on my ass with a lot more force than expected.

“What the f**k was that?” I scream out.

“I spanked you, like the little brat you are. Now quit moving or it will get painful.” He laughs like it’s a challenge. They’re taking me back to their house.

Great, this is the end of my short-lived freedom.